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Geremia
Geremia
May 17, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

A LONELY TOUCH IN THE DARK

A LONELY TOUCH IN THE DARK

 


 

 

It was a whisper of a touch

 

Across my cheek

 

A lonely touch lost in the dark

 

Seeking a familiar breath to catch

 

I tasted the smell of crimson  lips

 

And heard the familiar sigh

 

Of a last breath

 

Why do some souls linger

 

And languish

 

And follow the living they once knew

 

Waiting in dark corners

 

Caught in candlelight

 

Waiting for someone to dance them

 

Out of night
— Geremia, May 17, 2009

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themoonman

themoonman

17 years ago

Longo...

Most excellently danced to... within my mind... left me whirling, with the touch portrayed... very powerful poem! Richard
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years ago

I liked this too, a lovely

I liked this too, a lovely smooth read Longo, with flickering sadness, candle tender. Cheers~ Anni ~~~ "A loving person lives in a loving world. A hostile person lives in a hostile world; everyone you meet is your mirror." ~Ken Keyes, Jr.
Geremia

Geremia

17 years ago

Thank you Anna!

J.B. Longo-Geremia I was thinkiing of a series of "stuff" that I wrote that would do well under the rubric of MALINCONIA [Translated as LONGINGS , not "melancholy." ] I just need time and energy ...::)
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years ago

Well then I wish them for you Longo

Well then I wish them for you Longo, I am partial to a bit of longing myself, so I'm sure I would appreciate it. Off to see what my lovely Ann has been up to of late Cheers~ Anni ~~~ "A loving person lives in a loving world. A hostile person lives in a hostile world; everyone you meet is your mirror." ~Ken Keyes, Jr.
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

17 years ago

Just arrived here Longo mio

This is lovely, what vocabulary can we find sometimes for descriptions of how a poem strikes us? This so felt, so experienced and is transmitted to our very souls as you feel the closeness of one once lost, yet not gone from your heart. So beautiful and ethereal, she is with you still Longo, I know it. To dance them out of night, with such a poem how could they not be? Your Annuccia.